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She smells like survival.
Feral. Fragile. Sweet enough to ruin me.
I should have drained her and tossed her body in the river. Instead, I chase the scent of her blood through the dark like it's scripture. Instead, I let her talk back. Fight me. Tempt me.
Instead... I let her live.
Now the council wants her dead. The old gods whisper her name. And every time she trembles beneath me, I feel it -- the storm she's becoming.
She doesn't know what she is yet.
But I do.
She's mine.
I'll burn my throne before I let them take her.
She ran with my blood.
I brought snacks for the journey.
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